You fall into my arms. You are the good gift of destructions path, When life sickens more than disease. And boldness is the root of beauty. Which draws us together. – Boris Pasternak
The very women who object to the morals of a notoriously beautiful actress, grow big with pride when an admirer suggests their marked resemblance to this stage beauty in physique. – Minna Antrim
I lived on the top of one hill and the school was at the top of another hill. Nobody ever went to school by car – we didnt have any cars during the war. So that to and from school was itself a training. – Roger Bannister
